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  1. Not Happy

    So it’s like being shoveled to turn the door knob
    You’re sweating as they pushing you out
    Seems that everyone has grown bigger
    And the room is getting smaller
    One out many
    So sorry, they choose you quietly

    And it’s like being force to drink the glass empty
    Though you can’t stand and have to take a pee
    But you sit still and look happy
    And the cocktail feels like ****
    And you feel like you just have been
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  2. The Sunday Mourn

    Shadow is he the dearest one
    Yet never too far, though beyond my touch
    As imaginary heaven
    Hides behind the laden sky
    A beautiful absurd figure, cuddle up in bright light
    The fairy sonnet
    The highest peak
    Everything I have
    Which my soul long to fill

    I call upon his name in the besieged hours
    In my solitude, the bitterest sour
    “Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?? I whisper gently
    But
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  3. The Illusion of Friendship

    Your “good morning”
    Is a boring habit
    And I taste your ignorance
    In your day by day “how are you”
    Wish I could take off your masquerade
    And reveal that charlatan personality
    You’re just another nobody


    Ah… your dull smile is a mockery
    Your pretentious attention
    Is a disgrace to honesty
    Darling, what a pity to see you backward
    When you think you’re moving forward
    How sad to see
    A pure
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  4. The Young Nobody



    This is you
    Your blur story
    As I recorded briefly
    As I caught you with the corners of my eyes
    When my steps rushed
    When you say quietly

    You have that eye devoted to darkness
    And the other spared to see light
    A youth so unblessed
    Your shaky lips dramatized
    The self-pity expression
    Because few dimes took a whole day
    Because miracle was too arrogant to stop by
    And comfort and joy and love ...
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  5. Untitled

    I’m this tiny dot
    Among oceans of huge stains
    When my existence blunder
    Self-comfort is a real pleasure
    Was I fashioned in a special blueprint?
    If I were in better shoes
    I’d agree that no God plays favorites
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